F For Valentines

E Note

Atlas

Butter

Let's Hangout

Lyrics:
A second gone and I got my weapons on
This confidence most of what I have is earned
A second sense I visualize so I put forth
And take it back hold it in the realest form 
Piece of mind cannot put a price on life
I need a sign something I can recognize
Pushing on never have enough of time
I need a god something to look up sometimes
Sitting on my case second guessing ways
I see a treasure right above me while I’m in my chains
Could go any way but yea I got another day
Dawg is telling how hard it’s been on daily
Taking risks felony is yet bound to fail me
I see my name rising till the sky hit me
Levitating on a cloud lightning up a chimney
Smoking backwoods even got a teacher with me
Always filling my head like another trash bin
The flow is my will I’m overflowing my fill
I’m sitting here still waiting on the right deal
Gotta a tight bill slowly making the hill
Often my thoughts go back home
I know eventually I’m finna roll on
Homies back in the car bound to go far
Intuition bitches so on
I’m really ditching my work for y’all 
Know that you listen
Speakers gon blow up 
A brand new edition
I’m on the way hold on
 
Always gotta talk so long it’s hard to listen
One of many faults I judge you every minute
I’ve been in it since I started with a question
How do I evolve relieve all the tension
How do I flow grab your attention
I ain’t got no sense no guard and no mentions
You don’t gotta know my tactics my religion
Standing on my sole I solo with the dollo
Numbers picking up and rolling now we gottem
Got a stick it up my pride and my motto
Am I at my limit truth is hard to swallow
Only when I’m alone I know I should watch out
Wishing to be free from bullshit getting locked out

Sobriety taking my anxiety
Doing what’s notorious zero in my piety
I know what you gonna eat
Roadmen under autumn trees
Do you know your loyalties
Scheming when you wanna leave 
Losing on my sanity
Seeing all I wanna see
Sick in my stomach feel
You a liability
You a sitting duck I see
You from my bamboo tree
Aiming for a fleeting dream
Thick enough to not compete
Posing like your normal bro
You find me on your lowest lows
I nick my name and throw a show
Sicker than your common cold
Killing all the common folk

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